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Show The Recruiting Officer' %$ Enter Brazen and Melinda.1 Braz. Who's that, M a d a m ? Mel. A Brother Officer of yours, I fuppofe, Sir.' Braz. A y ! my Dear. [To Plume.' Plume. M y Dear. [Run and embraced Braz. M y dear Boy, how is't ? Your Name, m y Dear ? if I be not miftaken, I have feen your Face. Plume. I never faW yours in m y Life, m y D e a r - But there's a Face well known , as the Sun's that fhines on all; and is by all ador'cW Braz. Have you any Pretenfions, Sir ? Plume. Pretenfions! Braz. That is, Sir, have you ever ferv'd abroad ? Plume. I have ferv'd at home, Sir, for Ages ferv'd this cruel tair i And that will ferve the turn, Sir, Mel. So, between the Fool and the Rake, I fhall bring a fine fpot of W o r k Upon m y Hands I fee Worthy yonder • 1 cou'd be content to be Friends with him, wou'd he come this way. [Afide; Braz. Will you fight for the Lady, Sir? Plume. N o , Sir, but I'll have her notwithftanding. Thou Peerlefs Princefs of Salopian Plains, Envyd by Nymphs, and rtorjhip'd by the Swains. Braz. Oons, Sir, not fight for her ! Plume. Prithee be quiet • 1 fhall be out • Behold, how humbly does the Severn glide, To greet Thee Princefs of the Severn fide. Braz. Don't mind him, Madam. - - If he were not#fo Well drefs'd, I fhou'd take him for a Poet. But 111 fhew the difference prefently Come, Madam, well place you between us j and now the longeft Sword carries her. [Draws: Mel. [Shrieking.] Enter Worthy. . O h ! Mr. Worthy I fave m e from thefe Mad-men. [Exit with Worthy. Plume. Ha, ha, ha! why don't you follow, Sir ? and fight the bold Ravifher. Braz. No, Sir, you are m y Man- Plume. I don't like the Wages, and I won't be your Man-hraz. Then you're not worth m y Sword, Plume. N o ! pray what did it coft ? Cc 2 Braz" |
